Archive for March, 2009

In little town called Kickapoo

I love a good stoner flick.

And I wish I were joking.

Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny is possibly the top stoner DVD in my home. Hallelujah. I can’t get enough. Whether or not I’ve seen it earlier today I want to watch it again.

I’ve got a rocker thing because Jack Black totally does it in that movie! Give me Dave Grohl any day over Brad Pitt. Give me Johnny Depp over RPazz. Give me freaking Johnny Cash over George Clooney.

Any day.

Especially Johnny Depp.

Thanks.

Elizabeth thinks rock is magical and rad. (And rockers are even better)

*Off I go to change my Facebook Status to the most legend line ever*

March 31, 2009 at 4:00 am 1 comment

Bad case of the Mondays

Some days I like to think that I am going to have a good day. I like to think this way, it keeps me motivated. Good day good day…

Until I get out of bed…

Maybe it’s a little post-wedding blues. Maybe it’s the changing of seasons. Or maybe just maybe it’s intuition being a bitch. I can feel when my days are going to be crappy. It’s my gift and my curse. The days when Hubs moved the soap so far away that I can’t reach it from the bath or when he used the last of the loo paper without replacing the roll, I just know deep in my gut that I should go straight back to bed.

But I don’t. I trudge on. Trudging means hope. Hope that tomorrow will be smoother. Hope that in a few weeks I will catch a breath. Hope that in the end things will get better. I will be okay.

That’s what I choose to believe anyway.

Maybe if I believe in unicorns strong enough too they might just collect me to take me on a magical ride…

*sigh* …Magical ride…

Although, in actual fact, I hate horses. And that picture completely freaks me the heck out. So nevermind. I’ll deal very happily with the misplaced soap and lack of loo paper thank you very much!

March 30, 2009 at 1:03 pm 3 comments

I have been a naughty girl.

I have completely neglected this blog! Typical. I have this problem. Honest, I do.

Yesterday I was looking for something to do whilst Hubs surfed the net (I mean what is there to do without internet?!)

Clearly not much.

So I found my knitting. It was a half completed square of nothing. Sad.

I found my record handbag that I am trying to sew together… I started it in high school…. Several years ago…

I found my wedding scrapbook from our engagement… with all the stuff I want to use in it but nothing actually assembled.

I have a problem.

I found an oil pastel drawing… with only the basic shapes drawn out and highlighted.

I found three different photo albums that have not been completed, six journals that arer half filled out…. And a pile of colour sorted laundry next to my washing machine.

hm. And I accuse Hubs for not having any follow through….

I’ve got a bit of plank/eye syndrome…

Obviously

March 27, 2009 at 9:01 am 6 comments

A Moment to Muse.

Growing up is difficult.

Growing up means dirty dishes, dirty laundry and dirty bath tubs. It means late night dinners, early morning breakfasts and the occasional forgotten lunch.

Growing up means no more ‘free food’, ‘free internet’, ‘free television’, It means quiet in you home. It means organising cupboards and knowing where the knives are actually kept.

Growing up means late night parties. Sometimes means eating cookies for dinner and cleaning my own throw-up… Taking him to the doctor, the dentist and the grocery store.

Growing up means constant nostalgia. It means quiet aching. It means mine and yours and ours.

Growing up is difficult. Growing up is grand. Growing up and stepping out and testing the land.

Sometimes finding it stable and sometimes it’s merely sand.

March 16, 2009 at 9:13 am 4 comments

The Wedding overview

Ok guyus. this is the last post I’ll post about the wedding. Unless of course you HAVE to hear more… But then even that is a gamble. There is just so much going on in my day that I can barely breathe nevermind think about how glorious my wedding was.

So here is the final post about the wedding. Next I promise to bring back the humourous, snarky insightful writer you all fell in love with (please you are too kind)

Here are our centrepieces:

We sunk gladiolas, roses and… get this… chillies… in vases.

This is our guest book. We had a scrapbook for our guests, they signes and decorated the page as they liked and we took their photo to place on the designated square. It was a huge hit. Awesome.

This is the hall we held our reception in:

The arches sasid, Cherish, dream and live. Our wedding theme was: “Cherish yesterday, dream tomorrow, live today”.

Here’s where I met my groom. My baby sister is behind me. Love it.

Random Photos…




Love it!

March 9, 2009 at 2:29 pm 8 comments

Can’t stop being excited!

Tomorrow we get all of our professional photos. I stole this one from her website. *sigh*

I am very excited….

March 6, 2009 at 6:45 am 6 comments

Moments that I cannot erase.

This might be the most random snapshot I have of my day but it is my favourite one of just me. Perhaps it’s because the giddiness I felt at the moment was perfectly captured and I can look at the haziness and remember the blurry joy that danced around my vision as my husband and I exited the chapel.

There are some moments that pass us by without being remembered. This moment is one that will outshine them all.

March 4, 2009 at 1:09 pm 7 comments

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